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And then, suddenly, all of the muddled sounds became clear and merged together into the most beautiful symphony. The score to my life. Opening my eyes, I looked over and noticed that Orvin was watching me. “See what I mean? It’s within you.” My eyes were misty from the wind but more from the emotion. “Yes.” “You have to learn to fly before you can soar.”
Before We Were Strangers
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